Albedo's eyes locked with Morgana's as he heard her question, noticing the slight changes in her demeanor from when he previously had met her. She didn't have any cocky smirks or that deadpan cold expression that she usually greeted everyone with.
No, instead Morgana looked nervous, her fingers fidgeting with the cuff of her sleeve, and her crimson-tinted lips parted, and then closed again, as if she was struggling to find the right words.
Diona tilted her head curiously while Gwen blinked and glanced at Albedo, her gaze constantly switching between Albedo and Morgana, wondering what as going on between them.
"…Can we talk?" Morgana asked again, her voice quieter this time, almost fragile due to her obvious nervousness.
Albedo quickly gave a small nod, "Sure," he responded also.
He then quickly turned to Gwen and Diona and said, "Give me a moment."
Gwen narrowed her eyes playfully. "Should I be worried?"
"Only if she sprouts shadow tentacles," Albedo replied dryly.
